I was very much in love and married once. We Left the chapel in a 1962 Rolls Royce. I found out shortly after the wedding that I was husband #5, not #2 as she'd told me. Then lots of other lies became revealed. It was hellish, finding out that someone you had just committed your...

but I do miss the having someone special who regards me as special. The person who cares what sort of day I have had, who can help carry the daily burdens and who will let me help carry theirs.
Miss the companionship and the shared moments that only come with understanding...